My Princess, Come Save Your Prince. Poem by belinda san

My Princess, Come Save Your Prince.



You are the little angel from the royal heaven,

You are the lovely daughter of the admirable Sun,

You are the goddess of justice who grants me joy and love.

You are my yellow sunflower dancing around the sharp forest,

You are my unique diamond in my little selfish town,

You are my friendly firefly in my black and bloody world.

You are my adorable girl who once was like a pig,

You are my lovely pepper who once was a sticky gum,

You are the unbreakable gold who once was a soft pillow,

You are the only brave one who once was obedient.

You are as shinny as the stars at night,

You are as strong as the great hero in the worlds,

You are as smart as the god of wisdom Athena,

You are as beautiful as the mermaids in fairy tales.

You must've been the messenger from the great God,

You must've been sent here to save me from this little red town,

You must've been my hope for my freedom.


I am the dark devil from the unfaithful hell,

I am the worthless peasant under the rule of Satan,

I am the God of your death and the King of your heart,

I am the dark murderer who hunts under the silver moon.

I am the selfish cactus who you think is nice and kind,

I am the poisonous beast who you think is perfect and faithful,

I am the gigantic shark who you love to be with every millisecond.

I am the creepy demon who leads you into these horrify dangers,

I am the violent vampire who sucks your delicious apple juice,

I am the hateful monster who makes the water from your ocean pouring into the depressing atmosphere,

I am the top ten thieve in our world who steals your fragile heart.

I remembered the time when we build the ugly sand castle near that rocky beach,

I remembered the time when we share our most significance secrets while drinking red tea,

I remembered the time when we used to sleep together under the brownish shelter,

I remembered the time when we hunted the tricky wolf down secretly at midnight,

I remembered the time when we learn the ancient magic together at age five,

I still remember the time when we bury our wishes under the wishing tree.

My girl, come save me from my nightmares,

My angel, come save me from hell,

My love, come save me from my selfish heart,

My princess, come save your prince.

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